November 10th, 2003



Last year was the first time I heard about National Novel Writing Month and it struck fear into my not-quite-so-frail agent's heart. I had dire visions of a cascade of manuscripts approximately 50,000 words long -- all of which had been written in a month -- arriving on my desk just in time for Christmas. Luckily, I'd been a good girl, so Santa Claus must have snatched them and buried them all at the North Pole somewhere. *phew*
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